You are
a combatant
a tsunami of golden fire
a light dipped in its own darkness
fostering its own diversions
birthing a universe as your children, your own
Your soul
is a constellation
And within them, creation
You host stars inside of you
Because – you, my child – you, my friend – are magic
You are capable
of kindness
capable of love
capable of giving so much and pouring so much
You are the great art of this world,
great as any art could be
Pristine and undiscovered
Untarnished and covered in your own versions of stain
Of strain
Of pain
Of pride
You are early dem ...Read more